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You’re a Little Whitey, Aren’t Ya?

Diversity destroys diversity. This is as axiomatic as it is meticulously unmentioned. To state the obvious, turning every unique human genetic profile on Earth into an indistinguishable mustard-brown hybrid is hardly the work of an honest diversity enthusiast. But maybe if they’re all wearing Nikes while listening to rap on an iPhone the fine distinctions will come more into focus.

The truth is human diversity resides in abundance even where there is no “diversity.” Diversity exists between separate but similar nations, as well as those nations that should be separate if God weren’t so mischievous.

Consider one obvious example: Southern conservatives and north corner leftists. That these two disparate groups share the same polity is surely the work of providence that feels affection for neither. Yet visibly they are very similar creatures. But so are king and coral snakes. And who can really say which you’d rather have share your bed sheets.

The point being that non-diverse populations can be very diverse indeed. Portland, Oregon is one of those highly diverse places. I’ve spent a fair amount of time in that city; most of it pining for Mogadishu.

Not that Portland doesn’t have its charms. The urban rain forest motif is pleasantly striking. And the city keeps its sprawling army of indigent drug addicts out of sight so long as you don’t look where you’re walking. There are interesting bars, restaurants, and neighborhoods, and quite pleasant weather for salamanders I’m certain.

The truth is if you’re not really looking you won’t find much about Portland in which to take offense. It’s when you tune into the ambient noise that the inputs become ugly. That’s because Portland isn’t just a liberal town. It’s a red or dead one. It’s a place where Maoists, Bolsheviks, and Khmer Rouge can be safely nurtured without fear of hostile intrusion by humanity.

What that means in practice is that a visitor from Earth is as likely to see a lunatic woman stepping over homeless on the sidewalk while shrieking to no one about heartless Trump, as they are a riot of unemployed black-clad baristas unselfconsciously smashing the city’s progressive retail outlets. I have seen both.

That’s why I found the following two tweet-embedded videos so unsurprising.

In them, antifa takes it upon themselves to commandeer a public intersection and scream racial profanities at confused or disobedient motorists. By racial profanities, I obviously mean anti-white.

In the first video, an obese middle-aged moron whose legs can not be seen because they are camouflaged in cut-off shorts confronts a driver who is so fascist that he actually tried to drive on public streets. Understandably enraged, the communist plumbs the vast empty expanse of his brain for the most vile insult he can imagine to hurl. And there it was.

You’re a Little Whitey, Aren’t Ya?

I hope liberal parents will be content in the knowledge of their 1.3 children suffering that sneer for a lifetime.

Though perhaps realizing he had unerringly pinned the tale on the Nazi, the perceptive pylon repeated his accusation multiple times. White! White! White! You’re White! screamed the white.

I understand there is no more hideous pejorative to the leftist mind, but to the swarms of extraterrestrials that cloud the Oregon skies, this act of militant idio-supremacist moral preening must seem like ample enough reason to turn this planet into a bauxite mine, and move on to more intelligent locales.

While white men screaming “white man!” at other white men as an insult is a stupidity difficult to exceed, his ‘comrades’ certainly weren’t dissuaded from the attempt. In another intersection hijacking, an elderly driver induced antifa’s crusaders to attack his car at not one but two traffic lights. Would you guess this attack was triggered by the driver dragging Tom Robinson by the neck to a lynching tree? Well, it was nearly that bad: he was dragging his own old white body through a green light. And that, Atticus Lenin, is even more raysis.

Of course protecting the public is far beneath the dignity of the Portland PD. Particularly when they are distracted by the task of multi-nostril booger extractions. And so trivialities like domestic terrorists attacking drivers in the middle of the city in broad daylight are simply not something to leave the doughnut shop over.

Though I can’t help but imagine if neo-Confederates in Alabama were accosting blacks in the streets with “You’re a little nigger, aren’t ya?” The thought can barely be formed without eight divisions of federal troops appearing in it simultaneously. I guess that kind of frantic protection is what not paying taxes will get you.

Though another aspect of this intersection picnic program is how fruitful it is for fatalities. What are the odds that a frightened or confused driver doesn’t end up plowing over one of these parasites? Or aside from that, how long before they drag a driver out and beat them to death? One or the other is a near certainty. And when it happens, another certainty is that it will be the driver, if he lives, who sees the business-end of a criminal courtroom.

That’s why Sleepy Sessions needs to climb out of his cookie tree and start applying serious federal penalties to these groups. I couldn’t care less how many of them get splattered during their antics. But actual sentient beings are guaranteed to suffer collaterally. I’m even willing to save money on incarceration by staffing their prisons with illegal MS-13 guards. It’s the way antifa would want it.

But you don’t understand, white genetics are superior and I’m sure it’s all Jews anyway. (Sarcasm for anyone who’s slow).

The older I get, the more I see it as a spiritual problem. I heard a talk by a priest where he describes a consistently unnecessary negative attitude as a mindset that is only different in degree from those in hell.

These people are practicing for hell and it’s terrifying. From a human perspective, I do legitimately pity them, and I’m not being sarcastic. Their internal world is entirely thirst, itch, dryness, insecurity, bitterness, self loathing. Even their jokes aren’t really jokes, just mean spirited punchlines lacking either structure or joy.

That doesn’t excuse the need to restore order and restrain their violence by a long shot. You can’t have violence running rampant. But it’s all to say it’s a spiritual problem at heart. Argument by itself is not going to work. This is why we’ve failed reaching them, at least in part. They’re looking for meaning, and lower taxes and slogans (but libertarian or conservative) is not going to cut it.

They don’t want your meaning or spirituality. Their cultures have their own ideas of how the universe should work.

I think when people don’t share the same heroes then there’s not a lot of common ground left. That’s an ontological issue that should have been settled with the country’s founding.

Remember Daniel Boone, Davy Crockett? You think they sing songs about them on the Indian reservations? How about the majority black school districts? That noble and sentimental history to you is taught from the cradle as OPPRESSION! to lots of other people, including your own children.

We Americans used to have our very own myths with our mythic heroes. We had The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, Moby Dick. There was Johnny Appleseed, Rip Van Winkle, Paul Bunyan. All of it is to be taken from you and replaced with dreary, mediocre victimology from the ghetto or Meso-America.

Of course our political system does not revolve around myth, traditions, or spirituality. The left has been blatantly about gibs me dat for a long time. What passes for conservatism has not been much better. Tax cuts are sold to the public based upon “a rising tide lifts all boats.” High taxes suck, but when every idea must be peddled based upon market appeal, a tragedy of the commons is inevitable. Selling conservative ideas does not work. Conservatism must be imposed by an accountable sovereign.

It’s so frustrating to see the right do nothing but concede in this war that is brewing.
The little joys are Porter’s hilarity and the Left’s meltdown following a rare GOP victory.
The policeman sitting there observing the show is a real low–a tax payer funded demoralizer.

I think more people might have rebelled if he weren’t there to protect the baton wielding anarchists from the people trying to get somewhere.

I have spent a lot of time in Portland also.
The most beautiful part–the Columbia River Gorge–was recently destroyed by a “dark-haired, unnamed refugee” who came down from Vancouver to toss firecrackers into the parched gorge.
He got community service after his interpreter delivered a heart-felt apology. He was only 15 after all, and has his whole life ahead of him.

The press and Leftists (hear the echo?) present us all with a specific narrative, but it’s a product of their own echo chamber. If these Portland lunatics attempted to stop traffic in most of the rest of the country, the driver would be armed and a whole lot more Bernhard Goetz than Reginald Denny.

Since the Left cannot let others go their own way, we know what must occur when the gulf between r and K widens enough.

Some people are upset about the fact that we asked for help identifying the man who ran over protesters in Portland and then upon getting that help, identified him. For that we would like to sincerely say, you’re welcome. Make racists afraid again ✊

Helicopters are far too inefficient. Think instead military transport aircraft. With the capability to drop paratroopers. C-17. C-5. Herd the mob onboard and chain them together. Put a parachute on the back of the one nearest the rear cargo door. Take off and climb to altitude, preferably over any major hive. Open the rear cargo door and deploy the parachute of that lucky dude into the slipstream. After making sure you will be clear of the ensuing entertainment, of course. Not only does Air Pinochet remove far more sewage this way, but you’ll probably take out a bunch on the ground as well when they land. Win – Win!!!

Either Soros is an unkillable demon (literally) or I’m left with the impression that *everything* is scripted to keep us all (those of us not “in” on the game) spinning uselessly.

I read that when the owner of a string of Nevada brothels died (suddenly and mysteriously), the preceding party guest list included Grover Norquist and Ron Jeremy. The latter I understand. But Norquist? Makes me think that every “famous” or notable person whose name is familiar to people who read (widely) is part of the scam.

What if the only way to take back our world is to slaughter each and every person who is notable for one reason or another, because by definition he or she is part of the conspiracy? Now that’s a wrinkle even Pol Pot’s happy executioners couldn’t imagine. Just a thought-exercise, that’s all.